Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
After the nosebleed incident, Zhang Moyan thought for a moment. Although he had found an experienced assistant, he couldn't be sure that the shareholders in the company wouldn't come up with something new. So, without telling anyone, he packed up everything in one day and took An Yuan back to the place where they had vacationed before.
Under the warm sun, An Yuan leaned back in a chair with a soft cushion, squinting slightly. His round belly looked like an overfed cat, with a lazy expression on his face.
"They've been saying that the weather is getting hotter, so don't stay directly under the sun." Zhang Moyan said as she took the hat and put it on An Yuan's head.
"What's wrong with a little sun exposure like this?" Dr. Xu took off his sunglasses, took a sip of his tea, and then disagreed.
It's obvious that the young couple had no intention of paying attention to him, and they were busy cuddling and kissing each other.
Dr. Xu rolled his eyes. Isn't it just that he came uninvited, then stayed here for almost two months, and now shows no sign of leaving? These two are really something!
Besides, An Yuan is about to give birth, and he still has to stay here to hold the fort.
Wow, turned the page of the book.
"Moyan, can we eat the strawberry jam now?" An Yuan pushed back the hat on his head and turned to look at Zhang Moyan, unconsciously licking his lips.
"It's been ready to eat for a while. Just wait, I'll bring it to you."
"Okay," An Yuan said, smiling somewhat sheepishly at Dr. Xu. Dr. Xu returned the smile, then immediately shifted his gaze, shining brightly.
Before long, Zhang Moyan returned with a plate of freshly made sandwiches with strawberry jam, and in the other hand, a glass of freshly squeezed juice.
"Gudong." A loud swallowing sound.
"Moyan, why didn't you give a piece to Dr. Xu?"
The big palm held out a sandwich to An Yuan, who took a bite and instantly filled the air with the fragrance of strawberries.
"Oh no, I forgot." Zhang Moyan wiped An Yuan's mouth and then fed him a sip of juice.
...As he was almost finished feeding, Zhang Moyan turned around.
"I'm going to feed Yuan now. Dr. Xu, why don't you go prepare it yourself? The ingredients are in the fridge, all ready to use."
"You guys continue, don't mind me."
Flipping through another page of the book, Dr. Xu shook and then left with the book.
After Dr. Xu had gone far, An Yuan reached out and patted Zhang Moyan, saying, "Moyan, no matter what, Dr. Xu is a guest. How can you be so rude?"
Zhang Moyan's sunny and gentle face suddenly darkened, "Who let him keep bothering me when I'm trying to do something good."
He couldn't forget that ever since Dr. Xu came, he hadn't had a chance to get close to An Yuan again. He couldn't take it anymore. Just thinking about it, Zhang Moyan felt a reaction starting below.
After listening to Zhang Moyan's words, An Yuan was suddenly choked red-faced by the sandwich. Zhang Moyan quickly fed him juice to help him swallow, and after a while, An Yuan, with red eyes, finally managed to swallow and said, "I'm just worried that you can't handle this."
"Why are you not talking?" An Yuan blinked.
Zhang Moyan put down the cup, then grabbed An Yuan's hand with a hoarse and low voice, " Yuan, I can't hold it steady anymore."
Seeing Zhang Moyan's pants gradually pitching a tent, An Yuan quickly slapped away Zhang Moyan's hand.
"Dr. Xu is still nearby, why did you..." As she spoke, the tent gradually expanded, and An Yuan's face turned red.
Zhang Moyan sat on a chair and then lifted An Yuan, spreading her legs to straddle his own, "Yuan, tell your husband, it's been almost two months, do you miss it?"
An Yuan looked around in a panic and said, "Quick, put me down!"
The wind blew across the grass, making the surrounding fruit trees rustle.
Zhang Moyan had a wicked smile on his lips. "You speak first, and once you do, I'll let you go back." His big hand supported An Yuan's waist, and his legs began to sway slightly.
Even through his pants, An Yuan could clearly feel the increasingly obvious sensation of friction against his buttocks.
"I won't let go unless you speak." Zhang Moyan lightly pushed up the waist.
An Yuan blushed so much that even his ears could drip blood, leaning his head on Zhang Moyan's shoulder and murmuring softly, "Don't move..."
"Then speak quickly."
"......Thinking......"
An Yuan twisted his body, but Zhang Moyan didn't let go.
"How do you think?"
"You don't keep your word when you speak!" An Yuan felt wronged.
"I see you're quite happy, so I welcomed another question."
"You shameless—uh—" An Yuan pulled on a rascal's face, but was softened at the waist by a light push from Zhang Moyan.
Behind the curtain, Dr. Xu held an inflatable cushion in one hand and pulled the door handle with the other, watching the two people playing ambiguously in the courtyard outside. He felt very depressed. He had originally planned to go outside to sleep in the pool, but seeing the current situation, he decided to stay here instead.
Comment 0 Comment Count